Two of Us in Here
There are two of us in here
Locked in a perpetually futile scuffle
About who should be having her way-
Horns maybe? Or perhaps the halo tonight!
Devi- the goddess, when I adorn a saree,
With a smile that hides the pain and tears-
Devil, when the low-cut flashes my bare back,
And blood-red lips that laugh in wanton delight!
Ah you forget! The devil disguises well, my dear!
One unwarranted touch and that angel-face can kill.
Oh! you may scorn the promiscuous devil’s spear,
And yet, be smitten with her kindness on a good day!
I’ll tell you, there are two of us in here-
One salves your wounds, and the other makes you pay!
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